| Let’s get it hot now baby
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| I keep it gully til I drop dead baby
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| I told you I ain’t got an option baby
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| I came too far just to stop now baby
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| But yo yo
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| Yo we blowin 'em up, holdin 'em up
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| Swolen 'em up, gang signs throwin 'em up
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| All these guns don’t make me have to open 'em up
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| I’ll open you up, doctors be sewen you up
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| If you a soldier flags they gon' be foldin 'em up
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| Every month like PMS, I get the quote of the month
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| Like I give a fuck, I walk away holdin my nuts
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| Rollin a dutch, everything that’s stolen I touch
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| Better lace your boots and cock ya fours
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| And give these niggas what they askin for
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| Cause they ain’t seen ya face in the streets for a while
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| Let 'em know you got heat and you puttin it down
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| A’yo no fuckin around, buckin around
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| Duckin 'em down, believe me son, shuttin 'em down
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| If you commercial put yo' ass under the ground
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| That’s why your wife could never be found when I be in town
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| You probly taste me when you be tonguin her down
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| Cause I don’t listen — she told me not to cum in her mouth
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| Thuggin her out, love don’t live in this house
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| I’m talkin sex, money, murder ma that’s all I’m about
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| You better grab her by the hair, slap her ass some more
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| And give these bitches what they askin for
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| Cause they ain’t seen a nigga this live in a while
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| Let 'em know you go deep when you dickin 'em down |